That day you got a new best friend, and on your way to the bowling alley, had to sit on her brother’s lap — and you never knew you’d end up marrying him. That kid with the bony knees and a shock of thick blond hair. You’ve seen that kid in your own kids. Wild.
This is 1988 — this is 30 years ago.
For my friend these last thirty-two years. So grateful we fooled around and fell in love.
Okay, but then, as he always points out, I was in denial about all the love until year ELEVEN.